From my vantage point, I could see that Am?lie had laid out my clothesat the foot of the bed. She had ironed the white blouse, which I hadthoughtlessly stuffed into my bag when I fled school on Wednesday. Thered and black plaid skirt lay underneath it, along with a pair of longwhite socks. They were optional, but I guess she figured I would want tocover my legs. The cravat and blazer with the emblazoned 'SJ' washanging in my closet next to my male and female work clothes.Am?lie spoke gently, but with a firmness that I noticed more and more.It was a tone similar to one she used with Chloe when she wasmisbehaving- firm and in control. "Get up now." I shook my head. Even ifI had wanted to rise, my legs would have refused to cooperate in theirwooden state.She said, "I really didn't want to have to do this- to threaten you, butthey are sending a social worker here next week. Judge Richter believesthat I may be an unfit guardian. Darren, they could take you away fromme, from Chloe. Please,. "Mary helped him up onto the floor so he can walk. "Go ahead and head into the bathroom and relieve yourself, I can't have you making a mess on our wonderful bed." Ok," he replied meekly. "What was she talking about?" he thought. He noticed the sun was starting to go down and he needed to get out of here soon. He went and used the bathroom, cleaned himself up and was lead back to the bed by Mary. She had him sit down on the bed and let him eat the meal she had prepared. The food was good, but he was still scared as what was going to happen next. After he was done eating, Mary lead him back to the bathroom to wash up and again. Mary also had him brush his teeth and use mouthwash. John couldn't even imagine the reasoning for this.Mary lead him back to the bed and said, "Lay down on your stomach, John. I'm going to teach you how to eat pussy." With that she gave the leash a hard yank, about knocking him off his feet.John did as he was instructed and lay down on the bed. She uncuffed his.
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